St Francis.
St Francis was not a good shot;
A hunter he surely was not.
But game birds a-plenty
He ate. Evidently,
They fluttered right into the pot!
He liked rabbit stoo!
St Francis was not a good shot;
A hunter he surely was not.
But game birds a-plenty
He ate. Evidently,
They fluttered right into the pot!
He liked rabbit stoo!
Prompted by serious picture from Magpie Tales.
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ReplyDeleteOOPS! Fingers all thumbs!
ReplyDeleteHi Stafford. Very pithy and funny.
(Reassuring to see that I wasn't alone in side-stepping a religious paroxysm over this prompt.)
This is SO you!
ReplyDeletehar har....always a smile when I read your poems! Helen is soooooo right! This is SO you!
ReplyDeleteThat was fun to read- grinnnnnn!! xox
ReplyDeleteThanks for the giggles. Your's posted fine. No lightening bolts. Franky loved it, too.
ReplyDeleteFunny! Thanks for visiting my blog. It's a pleasure to meet you, Stafford.
ReplyDeletePamela
lol....Now that's what you call very 'game birds'!
ReplyDeleteplayful words,
ReplyDeleteperfect rhyming..
bless,
this magpie rocks.
Haha - sacrilege - just because he loved animals, doesn't mean he couldn't eat them :)
ReplyDeletewhimsy casserole!
ReplyDeleteGood one, Stafford!
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ReplyDeleteI love your wonderful sense of humor.
ReplyDeleteperfectly fun.
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Excellent fun!
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
he loved them in so many different delicious ways? funny!
ReplyDeleteRabbit stoo!?! Only you!!! hehe!
ReplyDeleteHey! I didn't get my picture in! Swindle! Try again...
ReplyDeleteStafford, that was funny
ReplyDeleteHa! Loved that limerick.
ReplyDeleteExcellent!
ReplyDeleteA saint,
he ain't!